Short Stories

Its temporary...

It's time to let me fall because i can't keep myself up.
I'm better off alone but that would seal the fate that was laid out for me since the beginning.
The pain that spreads from my head to my heart has no escape because I feel it all yet nothing at all.
Turmoil of emotion, doubts, anxiety.
What's wrong? Probably wouldn't tell you if it even mattered.
And not like it really matters.
Because this is all temporary isn't it?